On Monday morning, my first two classes are uneventful but I'm concerned when it comes time for my third class. Delaney is in that class and I don't expect her to make it easier for me to get through the day.
I sit as far away from people as I can, casually looking over my shoulder every couple of minutes for Delaney. I silently hope she sits somewhere away from me and doesn't take the chance to torment me in class.
There's just a few minutes until class starts and she still hasn't shown up. Maybe she overslept or is just skipping. I begin to drop my guard and open my textbook. I open to our current lesson when I feel a hand glide across my back. I shutter as Delaney takes the seat next to me with a subtle grin.
She unzips and takes off her sweatshirt to show she's wearing a low cut red shirt, which shows off three small brass keys in a generous amount of cleavage. Her shirt is complimented her black jeans and black heeled boots.
She doesn't say anything but her outfit has my cock swelling in its cage for the entire class.
As we near the end of class, Delaney begins running one hand inside my thigh. Her hand is hidden by the table but I begin to squirm a bit as my cock tries to grow.
I grab her wrist and quietly beg. "Please stop."
She reaches into her sweatshirt pocket and hands me a condom. "Put this on after class," she quietly says putting her sweatshirt on. "Oh," she adds "and don't tell me what to do," she taps the cage a few times to remind me of her control of me.
"Yes Mistress," I quietly say.
"Good boy," she smirks.
She continues to run her hand up and down my thigh for the remainder of class. When class ends, she mercifully stops and gives me a kiss on the cheek before she walks away.
After class I go to the bathroom and put the condom around the cage. Thankfully the next few classes go by incident free.
When I get back to my room, Kaitlyn flogs me and makes me lick her to orgasm several times.
The next two days go by identically as I endure Delaney wearing teasing outfits, and serving Kaitlyn after classes.
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On Thursday morning, I woke up and found a plug and condom on my nightstand. Kaitlyn wasn't in the room but I don't need her to tell me what's expected.
I insert the plug and roll the condom around my cage and get dressed, dreading the day ahead of me.
"Are you all set?" a text from Kaitlyn reads. My cock already begins swelling in its prison.
"Yes Mistress," I reply.
The plug begins vibrating as I leave the room. My cage gets tighter as I walk across campus to class.
My first two classes are pure frustration. The plug doesn't turn off at any point, only changing in intensity as I struggle to not let it consume my day.
When I get to my third class, Delaney is already there. I consider sitting away from her but I know that wouldn't go unpunished. She's wearing a low cut purple top and jeans. I sit next to her and she immediately reaches over, tracing a hand over my caged cock.
"Still secure," she chuckles. "Were you good this morning?" she quietly asks. I know exactly what she's talking about.
"Yes," I whisper back.
The plug continues to torment me throughout class and combined with Delaney's outfit, I almost storm out of class and go to my room.
I keep looking up and down her outfit throughout class. About halfway through class, she notices and gives me a sexy grin. She turns toward me, pretending to stretch and pushes her chest toward my face. Her eyes twinkle as she sees how flustered I get.
In the final five minutes of class, Delaney turns the plug up to its highest setting and puts her phone down on the table between us. I consider grabbing it to turn it down but I know the punishment that would result in and refrain.
When the professor dismisses class, Delaney turns the plug down and grabs my wrist. She pretends to look over notes with me as other students file out. A couple minutes later, we're the only ones in the room and she turns the plug back up while we stand up.
I slowly get up, unable to ignore what's happening in my ass and cage and begin to follow her.
To my surprise, right next to the door she turns around and wraps her arms around my waist and pulls me in close.
"Is that fiendish cage giving you trouble?" She seductively whispers. Not trusting myself to speak quietly, I nod without breaking eye contact with her. "Good," she quietly says leaning in to kiss me for the first time.
When we break apart I almost inaudibly whisper "Please, please." Tears of frustration begin to flow as I feel how close she is to me.
"Don't cry," she quietly says wiping my tears away. "Maybe this weekend we'll deal with that frustration," she runs a hand over my cage and giggles as she walks away.
--
After class with Delaney, I can't ignore how the frustration is affecting me. I dread going back to more of Kaitlyn's teasing. I know Delaney talking about dealing with my frustration is just a way to work me up. It's the end of October and I haven't been allowed to cum since the last few nights of September. I haven't gone a month without an orgasm in years.
My final class lets out at about three in the afternoon, I'm hoping to go to my room and to just doze off for a bit.
I'm caught off guard when I enter the room to see Kaitlyn is sitting on my bed. She's wearing one of her past outfits, a pink latex crop top with black latex pants.
"Hello bitch boy," she says as she stands up to meet me. She puts a finger over my lips before I speak. "Strip. Let me see that locked up dick."
I strip and kneel in front of her, my cock throbbing in its cage and the condom filled with precum.
"Good boy," she smirks. "I love seeing that," she taps my wrapped up and caged cock with her toe. She walks over to her nightstand and walks back over to me with a ball gag.
She sits on my bed and looks down at me. "Well I just thought you should know what's going to happen today, bitch," she cheerily says.
"Right now you're going to be my servant for a bit," she presses the gag into my lips and buckles it "and then this evening you are coming to a party with Laney and I." I don't dare protest her statement.
"I know it's your first party, so just stick with us and you'll be ok," she encouragingly says. "Sound good?"
I nod and she smirks. "Good boy."
"Now after seeing how well you did Laney's nails, I want you to do mine too."
She tells me to follow her and walks over to the couch, taking a bottle off her dresser.
I paint her finger and toe nails pink while she continues to tease me.
When I finally finish painting her nails, I clean up and she tells me to remove and wash the plug.
When I come back from the bathroom, she tells me to leave the plug on her bed. I oblige and walk back over to her, kneeling and looking up at her.
"Do you like my outfit?" she grins. I nod, not daring to look away from her. "I know you do, bitch boy. You just love my tight outfits." I nod again as she laughs.
"Go get some rest," she gestures her forehead to my bed "you've got a long night ahead." I stand up before she stops me with a click of her tongue. "Take the gag out," she giggles "that'd be an uncomfortable nap."
I lie down on my bed, my mind racing at what's going to happen tonight. After what feels like an eternity, I'm finally able to fall asleep.
--
When I wake up, I turn to see that Kaitlyn is getting dressed in her signature tight jeans and has a pink lace crop top bustier with a cut out front. I bury my face in my pillow seeing her outfit.
"Oh do you like my shirt," she chuckles.
"Yes Mistress," I answer looking up as she approaches my bed.
"I figured you would," she says as she slides the condom off of my cage and makes me suck my pre cum off the condom around her fingers.
After a few minutes, she pulls the condom out of my mouth. "I'm sure you want to use the bathroom before this party." I nod and stand up, and begin walking down the hall.
When I walk out of the bathroom I'm unsurprised to see that Delaney is now in the room. She's still wearing her same outfit from class.
I kneel in front of them. Delaney walks around me, running a hand over my shoulder.
"How cute," Delaney purrs. "He knows his place," Delaney presses the gag back into my lips.
"We should make sure of that before the party tonight," Kaitlyn smirks at Delaney.
"What are you thinking K?" Delaney asks crouching behind me and pressing her tits into my back.
Kaitlyn silently stares at me for a moment and ponders before she breaks the silence. "Tie him up Laney," she smirks gesturing to her bed.
Delaney grabs my wrists and leads me to Kaitlyn's bed, shoving me down on it. She ties me to the bed, spread eagle as Kaitlyn goes into her closet, returning with a small black pad in her hand.
"What is that?" Delaney asks.
"An e-stim pad," Kaitlyn cheerily answers. I feel my expression drop when she says this.
"Oh you're in for a rough evening," Delaney says mocking sympathy.
"Well at least you get to be free of the cage," Kaitlyn says inserting her key into her padlock. "For a couple minutes," Kaitlyn says as Delaney leans down and unlocks her padlock.
Delaney goes into the kitchen to get a rag of ice as Kaitlyn swiftly wraps the pad around my dripping cock.
Delaney returns and ices my cock down while Kaitlyn reaches into her purse.
"Is that his new friend?" Delaney asks. Kaitlyn nods and hums. She reveals a clear plastic cage that couldn't be longer than 2 inches.
"That's really small," Delaney laughs.
Kaitlyn notices my squirming and giggles, tracing the cage.
I don't know if I was squirming more because of the new cage or the ice cold sensation of the rag but Kaitlyn decides to prolong it.
"I'm going to go clean the cage," Kaitlyn says to Delaney. "You can just leave the ice on him until I'm back."
I lie on the bed for seemingly days. Delaney torturously strokes my cock with the ice rag and teasingly kisses my neck.
When Kaitlyn finally returns, I'm almost relieved to be going back into chastity. Kaitlyn slides the cage up my cock, clicking it into place and locking her padlock.
Delaney clicks her padlock into place before getting off the bed.
Kaitlyn pulls out a small black object. No bigger than a piece of gum. She turns it to show a silver button on it. She presses the button with her thumb and the pad begins to send a tingling through my cock as it throbs.
Delaney pulls out the plug and a bottle of lube while Kaitlyn unties my wrists and ankles and flips me over, holding my wrists down to the bed.
Delaney pops open the bottle of lube and begins pushing the plug into me.
Delaney slowly pushes the plug into me, I imagine getting non verbal instructions from Kaitlyn.
When the plug is fully inserted the girls take turns tormenting my cock and my ass.
I scream in frustration into Kaitlyn's pillow. As I finally stand up, both the plug and the e-stim pad turn on full power and I gasp, stumbling to the ground in overstimulation.
